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What pisses me off? The creeps who treat ‘em like trash. Man, that burns me up—makes me wanna scream, “You’re not worth the mud on my shoes!” like Yubaba chewin’ out Chihiro. But what gets me happy? When ya find one with sass, a real firecracker—reminds me of Lin in the movie, all attitude, no fear. Surprised me once, this chick I met—she knew freaky trivia ‘bout old brothels, like how they’d hide secret rooms for VIPs. Who knew, right? Blew my damn mind.

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The Prostitutes Room Drawing. Lucas Melo. Drawing, Pen and Ink on Paper. Size: W x H x D in. Ships in a Crate. This artwork is not for sale.

I love strollin’ down the little alleys near the vintage market district. Their food trucks, local bands – it’s like the movie said, “Sell me this pen,” but here they sell ya that spicy taco! Straight up fun. And of course, my spa’s on Sunflower Blvd. I get all my peeps there for massaging out the stress after a long day in Lucas. It’s low-key, but oh so real.

Morton Doubles Down At Lucas Oil Speedway